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Lyrics
[Intro]
Gold team rollin' up
Whole lane smell like war paint
Chrome teeth, black tint
We the ones your crew ain't
[Verse 1]
Gold army race team
Pull up, full gleam
LS heart in the frame
That block too mean
Sideways out the pit
Crowd lean with the swing
Overkill Drifters
We don’t lift, we sling
Gear slap, dash flash
Boost hit, face sink
Yellow cage, black suit
Got smoke in the mink
Lines snake through the cones
Hands locked, ice veins
Whole track look small
We rewrite those lanes
[Chorus]
Overkill Drifters
Gold on the banner, we slide
Burning rubber in the night air
Let it paint the sky
Overkill Drifters
Tires scream, we just grin
If it ain’t on the limit
Then we ain’t goin’ in
[Verse 2]
Brake tap, back snap
Tail step, big arc
White marks on the ground
Like we tagging the dark
Spotter on the headset
"Clear, take time"
I’m already sideways
Past that line
LS singing, red haze
Heat in my chest
Flag wave, one shot
We don’t do second best
Gold flake in the light
Crowd chant our name
Every run, every turn
Feel the rush, that flame
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Who you trust when the grip gone?
When the rear loose, when it feel wrong?
We just dance on the edge, that’s us
Same crew, same wheel, same trust
Gold jacket, black gloves
Smell gas, hear love
From the stands to the pits
They know who this is
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 4, 2026
Duration1:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive trap-rap banger at mid-tempo, heavy distorted bass and sharp hi-hats, with roaring engine rev samples tucked under the snare. Verses lock into a menacing double-time flow; hook explodes with gang vocals and octave-doubled lead. Occasional tire-squeal risers and rev-drop effects hit before each chorus for maximum hype.
Credits
Prompt byRhythmCircuit16
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Gold army race team ,drift ,ls powered,overkilldrifters,burning rubber ,rap
